Doted by Many: I became the Top-Tier Celebrity!-Chapter 455 - 454: Fortune-Telling Face-Slap 1

Fortune-telling!?

The sudden change in pace caught everyone off guard.

What kind of mysticism is this?

You should know, Feng Shui is based on ancient studies, thoroughly researched from past to present. It truly is a profound and widely recognized field of knowledge.

But as for fortune-telling?

Isn’t that just nonsense?

Everyone’s expressions changed, but considering her expertise in Feng Shui, it was hard to outright dismiss her.

At this moment, Rosie already planted a seed in everyone’s hearts; as soon as Tiana Thorne fails in fortune-telling, this seed would surely grow.

By then, where’s the Feng Shui Master? It’s clearly just a swindler with some Feng Shui knowledge!

Thinking of this made her inner excitement uncontrollable.

She glanced at Austin Grant, a respected elder in the Feng Shui community, and smiled, asking, "Master Grant, do you have any opinions on fortune-telling?"

Austin Grant furrowed his brows. He had just asked Tiana two consecutive questions, both of which she answered perfectly. From experience, she indeed possesses genuine knowledge.

If she were to use this knowledge to deceive, it would be a disgrace to the Feng Shui community.

Thinking about this, he decided to ask for clarification: "Young Master Tiana, is what Miss Rosie said true?"

Tiana Thorne held her teacup, with a light and elegant smile, and replied calmly, "I am indeed not here to choose a burial site for Mr. Hawthorne."

With those words, the elder’s face immediately changed, as if one glance at her sullied his eyes.

Everyone was astonished, the room erupted in uproar.

"Why would a well-respected Feng Shui Master become a sham?"

"She’s tarnishing our Feng Shui studies."

"I initially thought of her sincerely as a master, but didn’t expect her character to be questionable."

"Fortune-telling is inherently deceptive; no one believes it, but if she exploits her status as a Feng Shui Master, a bunch of fools might believe it."

Tiana Thorne took in all these murmurs without showing emotion, maintaining her enigmatic smile, her fox-like eyes slightly narrowed, a glint flickered.

Rosie sneered inwardly, thinking that although Tiana appeared calm, she must be inwardly tormented.

Thinking of this, her smile became more composed and courteous, lightly pursing her lips, she politely prompted: "I wonder how Miss Tiana plans to predict my uncle’s fortune?"

"Does Miss Rosie trust I’m a fortune-teller so much that she’s my fan?"

This sentence carried many implications.

She possibly doesn’t predict fortunes, and it’s just Rosie’s fabrication.

Yet, it might also imply that Rosie has been targeting her all along.

Heath Hawthorne furrowed his brows, immediately understanding the implication. He glanced at Rosie, realizing her demeanor was indeed different from usual.

This banquet was very successful, and he didn’t want it disrupted by Rosie. Thus he said, "Since Miss Tiana practices fortune-telling, I’d be willing to have Miss Tiana read mine."

Heath Hawthorne doesn’t believe fortune-telling is fraudulent, perhaps before he was immersed in Feng Shui he thought so, as back then, even Feng Shui seemed laughable.

Times have changed, experiencing all this, he now believes in these.

Rosie appeared cold, her heart already anticipatory.

She wanted to see Tiana Thorne’s disgrace and downfall firsthand.

"Mr. Hawthorne, how can your status be subject to gossip? These fortune-tellers only speak praises; rather than fortune-telling, why not delve further into Feng Shui studies."

Suddenly, a middle-aged man spoke up, his gaze full of disdain.

"Indeed, fortune-tellers are shams, only there to deceive."

Tiana Thorne seemed unfazed by others’ comments about her.

Suddenly, her phone rang, it was a WeChat notification.

She took out her phone, twirled it between her fingers, and then opened WeChat, full of messages from May Sloane.

"Sweetie, you’re trending! Trending!"

"Oh my God, you’re still a Feng Shui Master!"

"When you get back, help me check where my house should be built."

"Whoa, is fortune-telling happening? Is it going to happen?"

"Predict! Predict like crazy! Predict until they are dumbfounded."

No matter how many messages were sent, they couldn’t express May’s immense excitement. She totally didn’t expect, Brother Tiana is, after all, a Feng Shui Master.

If her unique skill of fortune-telling could gain recognition from netizens, she’d definitely make waves in the entertainment world!!!

Tiana Thorne closed her phone.

She couldn’t let hundreds of thousands of viewers down.

She lazily curved a smile, looking towards the last person who denied her, the middle-aged man, leaned back, closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her fox-like eyes carried an undeniable allure.

She lowered her voice, giving a sense of mystery, pursing her lips, "Pollard Miller, thirty-eight years old, your wife is of the same age, calculated time, the due date is overdue, signs of a difficult birth; only by getting through the crisis will the child be blessed. Judging by the fortune, it’s a boy."

Pollard Miller nearly had a child, and three months after conception, he sought contacts for an examination to confirm it was a boy.

Suddenly mentioning a difficult birth angered him, "I said you’re a fraud, and you are a fraud, cursing others to extort money. The next moment, are you going to suggest a solution?"

This was disbelief.

Tiana Thorne wasn’t angry either, her pupils deepened, and she declared each word solemnly, "Giving birth is a woman’s fate, can be calculated but not resolved."

This response suddenly panicked Pollard Miller inwardly.

No payment, no resolution.

Could it be...

Suddenly, the phone in his pocket began to vibrate, he hurriedly picked it up and answered the call: "Mom, what’s wrong?"

On the other side of the phone, his mother urgently spoke: "Pollard, hurry back, Sylvie suddenly lost a lot of blood, your dad and I are taking her to the hospital, go directly to the hospital, quickly!"

"I I’ll come right back." Pollard turned pale, his anger vanished, only panic and unease remained.

After hanging up the call, his gaze towards Tiana Thorne changed instantly, tears welled up in his eyes: "Master, master save us. Since you’re a fortune-teller, you surely can resolve my wife’s and child’s calamity."

"It’s a difficult birth; a newborn signifies hope, destined to have bonds with you two, naturally safe. Instead of seeking my solution, hurry to the hospital to accompany your wife, perhaps genuine intent may touch the goddess of childbirth, resolving the crisis."

"Thank you, thank you."

Pollard wiped tears and rushed out.

He left for about ten seconds, the venue fell silent, completely still.

Everyone’s gaze on her changed, a mix of disbelief and excitement.

Rosie stared at her in shock, her lips moved slightly, trembling, "How is this possible? Could it just be coincidence?"

Thinking of this, she forced herself to calm down, presenting a pale smile, "Miss Tiana is so skilled, could you predict once more?"